San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1887-05-04

Come, Lofty, my girl, i" said Edward,
! patting and soothing her. TRY and be
| the brave girl | have always boosted
| my sister was. Collect yourself, and
! remember Tell us what troubles YOU,
my dear-how all this came about
Il suppose | was dreaming" said she.
| 81 had just come in, thought, from a
wide, wide sandy plain. where the heat
/ was so great l could see the air, as it
were, simmering, and found myself in
delicious, cool garden, where the air
was laden with rich, sweet scents, and
where l saw roses, not small English
ones, but great things like peonies-and
orange trees, and tangle of sweet and
beautiful trees and flowers, and shrubs
that | did not know. / wandered about,
seeking something, don't know what,
when | came out upon an open place
and saw before me great dazzling
white building with court orYeranda.
l looked into the shade of the court and
| thought it was-oh, so beautiful! The
floor was all wonderfully small and
bright, and delicate mosaic work. and
the walls seemed painted or inlaid i'm a
very minute, curious pattern in all sorts
of colors. | suddenly saw a figure ap-
pear in one corner and then disappear;
it was completely wrapped in white
mantle, all except the head, and that
was black and wOolly, like negro's. |
was just thinking whether | would 90
on or go back, when | received a heavy
blow on the back of my head that
brought me to my knees, and turned
round and saw a dark, thin, ferocious
face, with burning eyes and black
beard, and great green turban. Ihad
just seen it, when | saw hand with
red-hot iron come to my eyes; | strug-
gled, and, in my struggle, brought my
hand up to my face, and the iron burn
ed my wrist here, as you see 1t. l some
how got away from the man, and saw
the person with the white mantle again,
and called out to him, and knew no
more. Oh, feel so sore and sleepy;
let me be-" And she settled herself
again on the bed and passed into sleep.
Mother was now so excited with fear
that she forgot her own weakness, and
shook Charlotte and talked to her with
energy to rouse her.
Now, Lofty! Charlotte! Don't be
foolish! Don't give way in this fash
ion!"
Better let her alone, mother" said
Edward, seeing this had no effect on
his sister but to make her start and
L
understand. You see here is the mark
where she dreamed she was burned, and
dare say if we looked we'd find marks
on her head"
"She can't have burned herself" said
mother, turning; there's no fire here"
you must have been telling her some
of your atrocious yarns" said L.
Some of my atrociOus yarns, young
uni" he exclaimed with some heat. Il
declare-Lotty would bear me out if
she were properly awake told her
nothing of this sort at all; l did GER
tainly mention something about a Mig
ger-that Niger off Cuba. But, my boy,
yarn would never operate in this way,
and produce burns and bruises. l say,
mother, we must send for DIR. Arnot.
There must be something serious the
matter with the poor girl. We'd better
let her be till he comes, think"
DR.. Arnot, retired hospital lecturer
on pathology, who lived in our village
and administered to all the neighbor-
Notwithstanding not only physic
but also counsel and consolation, much
after the manner of Balzac's DR.. Ben
assis-was sent for, and we sat down to
puzzle over the mystery till he should
come. Tea was waiting, but we had
now no mind or appetite for tea.
Il have read, you know" said |, E,
you must have read it, too, Edward"
NO" interrupted he, "I'mpretty sure
l haven't if you've read it; you're a
scholar, and our reading does not COM
monty cross. What is it?"
well, that nuns, devout and fasting,
by long contemplation of the crucifiX
have produced the stigmata-the marks
of the wound, you knOw-upon their
own bodies"
But Lofty" said Edward, ''is not a
nun, she does not fast; surely you don't
think she's been contemplating scar
red figure? Still, Jim, lad, dare say
there's something in your idea, if we
could find it. Now, you know, l feel
almost sure that's real vision she's
had; something is going to happen like
that. The green turban, now, maybe
you don't think anything of that par
ticular, but just recollect this; when
used to voyage to the Levant, among
all the white and dirty turbans have
seen never saw one green, but have
heard they are worn on great occasions
by those who claim to be direct descend
ants of the prophet-the false Prophet
MahOmet, you know. It's vision, de-
pend ont"
But you don't think, do you, that
burns would inflict themselves in Wis
ion before they have ever been made?"
well" said Edward, well hear what
DR.. AnOt says"
DR.. ArnOt was very fond of our sister,
and he came at once to our summons.
In few minutes more he was ushered
into the room where we were. We told
him what had happened, and he went
anH 1nnlyal of (Nharlptfn
"Um-m! Feeble pulse, but steady
enough. Have you looked at her head?S
We had not. He looked, and disclosed
a discOlored spot upon the cerebellumI
Its very, very remarkable. Mrs. Ra-
ven, will you kindly undo the sleeve a
little?" He looked closely at the scar.
'It's most extraordinary case! Never
knew anything like it before! She has
slept pretty quietly since she spoke to
your"
He stood watching her and holding
her wrist for some moments, and then
tnrned away and sat down in silence.
what do you think of it, dOctOr?"
asked Edward after a seconds pause.
Il think, you know, it's an eXtraordi-
nary vision she's had of something
that's going to happen to some of us
to me maybe"
"Ah, perhaps it is. captain"
"Jim there thinks"-and he repeated
what had said.
"Ah," said he, and gave me glance
of investigation, and turned his chair
more toward us, "that suggestion looks
in the proper direction; your notion,
captain, accounts for the story, but not
for the stigmata. Let me tell you some
thing which will bring the suggestion